My Sister Kept Dumping Her Kids on Me Before Dawn Without Asking Because I’m Single – I Decided to Teach Her the Ultimate Lesson

Then I waited.

At 9:00 p.m., I heard the back door open.

I’d given Daphna a key months ago for emergencies.

“Amy! We’re back!” Daphna’s voice was bright, energetic.

“You should see the resort Matt took me to. The spa was incredible, and we had dinner overlooking…”

She stopped mid-sentence.

I was sitting at the kitchen table, hands wrapped around a mug of tea, watching her face as she processed what was on the refrigerator.

Her eyes moved from the invoice to the calendar and back again. Her face went from tanned and glowing to pale white in about three seconds.

She grabbed the invoice off the fridge, her hands shaking.

“What the hell is this?”

“An invoice,” I said calmly. “For services rendered.”

“Services?” Her voice climbed higher. “You’re charging me?

For watching your own nephews?”

“For three months of unpaid labor, yes.”

“This is insane!” She waved the paper at me. “You’re family!”

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